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"Time flies, it feels like I was still in military training yesterday."

Jiao Xian’s roommate is arranging his tie in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass of the building. The bright red and white shirt are more vulgar and more vulgar. The configuration of a thousand people is a set, but it is not rustic at all when worn on Jiao Xian, and it also exudes a touch of high class. .

Clothes depend on people's faces, but to a certain extent, clothes depend on people to support them.

Jiao Xian lowered his head to send a message to his husband, and watched the team's movement from the corner of his eye, following up from time to time to shorten the distance.

Today is the graduation ceremony, and the hall outside the auditorium is full of students in white shirts and black pants, discussing in small voices, and the whole hall is full of voices.

The colleges lined up according to their classes and waited to enter the venue one by one. The College of Pharmacy and the clinic were at a diagonal, so far away that they could not be seen.

"Hey, it seems that one second I just entered the school gate and asked around the check-in point, and the next second I graduated."

"Yes, I can't even remember what I have experienced in the past four years."

Listening to his roommate's emotions, Jiao Xian couldn't help but think back to the past four years, it was really blurry, and he couldn't find the thread all of a sudden, most of the flashes in his mind were laboratories and libraries, and there were no exciting and unique students at all. Experience, I have to say that I was very impressed. When I was a sophomore as a music festival volunteer, I watched the artists quarreling backstage and was threatened by the manager to keep it secret. It was a relatively novel experience.

He turned on his phone and shared the story with his boyfriend.

Far away from the hall, half of his body was left outside the door, Xiang Chi was basking in the scorching sun, leaning towards the shadow of the eaves to read the WeChat messages sent by the baby.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I bet a meal of grilled fish, Lao Xiang is definitely sending messages to his boyfriend right now."

"Is there a need to gamble? Look at that mouth, hey, hot eyes."

"Hey, we look scary to Mr. Xiang, but we are actually wife slaves in private. How dare you imagine this kind of setting?"

A few people in their dormitory stood by as if they were watching a play, criticizing Xiang Chi from the beginning to the end.

"Let's say they have been together for more than a year, and they are still happy. I believe in love again."

"This is the love that is evenly matched." Brother Sheng took a sip of water sadly, and his heart began to feel uncomfortable again.

His on-off relationship lasted for a year and a half, and finally broke down completely in the last semester, leaving nothing left.

Before the breakup, his ex-girlfriend had a heart-to-heart talk with him, and said something that he still feels has no dignity: "I want a love that is evenly matched, instead of me leading you away all the time, and you reluctantly perfunctory me. Tired, I guess you are too."

He has been thinking about it for the past few days, what kind of fucking love is evenly matched, because he thinks that I am not self-motivated, you have the life you want, and I have my own pursuit, why do you have to follow your path.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, but when he saw Xiang Chi flirting with his boyfriend in the corner in the library, he couldn't help but start digging into the corner again.

People don't force, they don't persecute, and they never quarrel.

Later, when both of them succeeded in graduate studies, and they were still followed by big boss professors, he realized that this is equal strength and mutual progress.

"You're still evenly matched, this word is almost engraving on me." The roommate felt that Brother Sheng had been possessed by Tang Seng for the past six months, and kept repeating the four words back and forth.

"Mr. Xiang, teach me how to avoid quarreling and breaking up." Brother Sheng was thinking about graduating soon. Facing successful people in love, he had to learn lessons quickly so as to reduce the twists and turns in his future relationship.

Hearing this, Xiang Chi raised his head, patted him on the shoulder and said in a rare good mood: "I think you have to find someone with the right three views to find a partner. The underlying reason for your problems with your ex-girlfriend is probably the lack of three views."

The boy held his arms in his arms, deeply reflected on the past, and had to nod his head in agreement: "Indeed, we have many different opinions, and we are still not convinced by each other. Hey, then how did you find someone with the right three views?"

Xiang Chi continued typing, and took the time to answer: "Feeling."

Brother Sheng: "...You fucking said it, but you didn't say it."

A roommate patted him on the shoulder earnestly: "Fate."

The other also came up and patted: "It's all fate."

He looked at the two idiots who were out of order and gloating with him here, and said expressionlessly, "Get lost."

As the C position of the School of Medicine, the clinic also occupies the C position in the auditorium. All the colleges of the school participate together. The two-story conference hall is full of people.

The representative of all the graduates who gave a speech this year was a big boss from the School of Chemical Engineering who was even better than Xiang Chi. In the movie, tigers and dragons never hide, and they are all gathered by the Eight Immortals who have crossed the sea. He really didn't feel it was a pity.

"It's a pity, I missed it, Lao Xiang." Brother Sheng sat wide open, watching the staff who were busy preparing on the stage crooked and slammed into Chi's arm.

"You won't find it a pity to listen to his resume for a while." Xiang Chi was calm and calm, with no waves in his heart.

"What? A giant?"

The roommate next to him answered, "It has been accepted into the National Academy of Sciences."

Brother Sheng exclaimed: "Fuck, you really are a giant."

"19 this year."

"Fuck? People are deader than people."

Soothing music suddenly sounded in the noisy auditorium, the big screens on both sides lit up instantly, and the school's promotional video was played simultaneously, and the hall gradually became quiet.

After the promotional video was played, the music immediately became cheerful. This is a promotional video co-produced by the Student Union and other associations. The editing technique is novel and the clips are connected smoothly. From the smallest corner of the campus to the most famous building, every scene that flashes past Every place has left unique memories belonging to the students. Under the happy surface is the core of sadness. The planning of this video is well-intentioned, and the effect is also very significant. There is no sound in the venue, no one laughs, no one talks, Everyone watched every detail in the cutscene intently, and unconsciously filled it with memories in their minds. The plain film became a different three-dimensional scene in everyone's mind.

Until the painting style changed, a macho reporter with a cute microphone appeared in front of the camera, and Xiang Chi frowned, feeling faintly uncomfortable.

The reporter went to various places on the campus, looking for students who were about to graduate to interview, and the answers of those people were all mixed, but the unscrupulous and funny answers accounted for most of them.

The video suddenly went black, and a line of red letters lit up on the screen: Warning!Dog abuse warning ahead!

It has a restricted taste.

Xiang Chi licked the side of his cheek, and his premonition gradually strengthened.

Sure enough, his handsome face was the first to appear in this restricted segment, and the audience also caused a lot of fluctuations because of his appearance.

Jiao Xian in the distance was slightly stunned, seeing the indifferent and heartless boyfriend who suddenly appeared, a violent curiosity surged up from the bottom of his heart.

Dog abuse warning, what did this person say?

At that time, Xiang Chi had just walked out of the examination room of the graduation examination when he was suddenly stopped. The camera was equipped with a small microphone for an obvious purpose. After confirming that he was a graduate of this year, the reporter asked a question.

Reporter: "Can you tell me the most important thing you learned in college?"

In the video, he only pondered for a while, and then replied magnetically: "It's okay to pick up gold."

Reporter: "Why? Is there a story?"

Xiang Chi said expressionlessly: "I picked up a mobile phone, and then contacted the owner to return it." Immediately, on this huge screen, Xiang Chi's iceberg face gradually shattered, and the corners of his lips slowly raised a subtle smile. Curved, the thread of speech was tinged with pride: "The owner is now my object."

The scene suddenly exploded, and booing sounds came from everywhere, and Xiang Chi's roommate also laughed and licked his arm.

"Fuck you old man! You are so annoying!"

"Fuck! You still have such a scene?!"

Jiao Xian's roommate also patted him excitedly: "Yes! This is so affectionate!"

There was a smile on the corner of the little fox's mouth, and he couldn't take it back no matter what. He rubbed the phone in his hand, restraining the urge to send a message to his husband.

He may also have surprises in this segment.

The questions in the next few interviews were very serious, but the interviewees all answered with a strong sour smell. What's more, couples were on camera and jointly abused dogs, and the wailing off the court continued .

After the three interviews, another tower of beauty appeared on the screen, and the atmosphere in the venue was frozen for half a second. Then, the noise changed a bit.

Xiang Chi frowned, and when he saw the familiar fox, he sat up straight subconsciously, and licked the tiger's teeth evilly with the tip of his tongue.

Reporter: "What makes you happiest in college?"

With a smile in Jiao Xian's eyes, he calmly opened his show: "Get off the list."

The reporter froze when retracting the microphone, trying to avoid the tendency of being shown, and asked: "Then you are about to graduate, if you can make a wish to the central sculpture, what would you like to make?"

The central sculpture is a deer sculpture in the central square of their school. It is said that it will be very effective to make a wish before graduation.

The little fox hardly thought about it, and blurted out: "I hope the dream of the person I love will come true and be happy and smooth."

There was a low howl of a little girl suddenly from the audience, Jiao Xian's expression was too gentle, his tone was too sincere, and the dog abuse was inhumane.

And his roommate also strongly condemned him on behalf of the majority of compatriots: "Excessive! Excessive! Jiao Xian!"

"I'm cracking! I can't stand it!"

On the other side, Xiang Chi's roommate wanted to rush out the door, and Brother Sheng beat Xiang Chi's thigh as if venting his anger: "Fuck it! It depends on what I did wrong!"

Forget about the show, to be able to show it tacitly in a video one after the other, it is a soul blow to people like them who know the truth, and it is a fatal injury that those dream-broken girls in the audience can't understand!

At the end of the video, all the interviewees said "Happy Graduation". Countless happy graduations gathered into a half-minute ending, accompanied by melodious music, and finally ended with a white word in regular script.

May there be our footprints wherever the light goes.

As the last note ended, there was thunderous applause, which could not subside for a long time.

The enthusiastic atmosphere that was close to a climax gradually calmed down after the host walked onto the stage, and those who stood up also sat back to their original positions.

Xiang Chi took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Baby with a happy expression on his face, which made his roommate roll his eyes.

Husband: The one I love?

Almost at the same time, Jiao Xian also sent a message.

Little Fox: Is it okay to pick up money?

Both of them smiled, the WeChat interface was silent for a few seconds, and at almost the same time, two new messages popped up.

Little Fox: It's you.

Husband: I love you too.

The author has something to say: It must be said that this chapter is not the end chapter

Hahahaha the atmosphere is over